Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Nory didn't feel welcome when he returned to his home. Since he was a child, he had always been despised and treated unfairly by the Mo Clan. And because he wasn't strong enough to fight back and had no family to back him up, he had to bear everything on his own.

Nevertheless, he was used to this treatment and it didn't bother him. However, Zen, Wurth, and Sean were not used to this.

Who did the butler think he was? He used to be a servant, but now he had been promoted to butler. Did that give him the guts to speak to them in that manner?

Amongst the young men, Wurth was the most furious. In the Zhang Clan where he grew up, no servant dared to talk like that in front of his master. Wurth frowned and asked, "Nory, is this the way all your servants speak to their master?"

Nory smiled and was about to say something, but the butler overheard what Wurth said and he got annoyed. The irate butler turned up his nose and faced Wurth with pride. "What do you mean, little fatso? What did I do wrong?" the butler asked aggressively.

Wurth frowned at him when he saw his arrogant expression.

Wurth was a good-tempered and honest man, but when someone annoyed him, he would put him in their proper place. If Wurth lost his temper, the Mo Clan's family party would surely be spoiled. Anyone who annoyed a member of the Zhang Clan would be given a good lesson they wouldn't forget.

But Wurth managed to hold his temper. He didn't want to make any trouble for the sake of Nory.

Nory felt very embarrassed for the butler's attitude towards Wurth. As a host of the Mo Clan family party, he couldn't let the butler treat the third young master of the Zhang Clan so rudely Nory roared at the butler, "Ralph! They are all my friends, so treat them politely!"

The butler chuckled. "Why? Who do you think –?"

Ralph couldn't finish his words

because he had sensed danger. He felt something ferocious was staring at him and he shivered.

When he looked back with pale face, he saw Zen's bright eyes.

Zen looked calm, but he had already released some aura from his soul that put a strain on Ralph's soul.

Now Zen became powerful enough that he could retrain someone's soul and made them unable to speak.

"Nory, let's just go inside," Zen said playfully.

Although Nory didn't know exactly why Ralph suddenly looked pale like he had seen a ghost, he guessed it must be because Zen had done something to him.

was arrogant and rude, but he doesn't deserve your

arguing with a mere steward. He walked

walked right behind

Zen moved his gaze away from him. His

him feel uncomfortable, Ralph felt the urge to

Zen's skill was uncommon. But it didn't bother Ralph a little because he knew that Zen had just reached the first-grade of nature level, and there was no way that Nory's

at the first-grade of nature level would dare to make any trouble

say something rude, Zen suddenly turned around. He stared back at Ralph closely with a sly

power discreetly formed a sharp thorn and it

was just a light warning so he would stop insulting them.

Ralph wasn't that smart, so Zen had no choice but to give him a hard lesson.

"Ah!"

head with his hands and

servants beside Ralph were terrified by what they were seeing.

okay? What the

get cackle

and walked towards the yard of

buddies guessed that Zen was using the spiritual attack again. It was the same attack that he had used on the disciple of

had damaged Jesse a lot.

rude!' All of them had the same thought.

caught up with them and walked alongside

houses had been built many years ago, but after a few

saw the busy servants and maids with various food and snacks on their hands. They were in the middle of preparing for the

doors, they finally arrived at the reception room of the

an open ground in front of the reception hall where an opera company had built up a stage. Several opera performers were singing on

of tables. Although some tables were not yet occupied,

reception hall, a servant immediately saw and recognized him. Though the servant didn't say anything rude to Nory, it was obvious that he wasn't taking Nory seriously. The servant coldly said, "Young master Nory, are they your friends? Just find yourselves a place

occupied. He found the table hadn't been arranged,

had prepared the table, the four of them sat down. Wurth was carefully looking at the guests coming in the reception hall. He shook his head and chuckled. "Nory,

it. I'm really sorry that